Many memories, soft moments of thoughts of you. Candlelit evenings nights of love, by the moonlight. Let me make a bed of flowers with perfume posies for you to lay on, we will love till dawns early light. Your love is eternal and we will share each other forever in love, my dearest Margaret.
Michael Cochrane ©
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